First clue that something was up was when three cop cars drove down the road as dad was walking home.
Second clue was when the janitor called to make sure it was safe to go into the church because the police were all around the building.
Third clue was the phone call from a neighbor that there was an escape from the county jail (a few blocks down the road).
Ahhhhhh. Got it.
I walked around town with my visiting friends. We got to see the town sitting on their porches watching the helicopter. Chat with the deputy who I'd met Christmas caroling a few nights ago. Heard the whole story.
About a half hour ago we got the call that they caught the guy. My mom's been on the phone since letting various people know. Part of me wants to go interview people to find out what story they heard, from who, and when they heard it. But more of me says that this isn't the research I should focus on just now.
That and I'd need IRB for anything
2 comments:
Ha. Love the last comment.
I mean, I could've done background work, but my childhood was background work for that sort of project.
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